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"See now, this is why you always have to get here early. You see all this space? You see how much open water there is?" Puck said. The waterpark had a few scattered people and families roaming between the rides, waterslides and the giant wavepool. Karma yawned and rubbed the bridge between his eyes, his tail completely uncurled and dragging on the ground.

"Yeah, and you see how it's 10am right now?" He said, pointing to the large sundial that sat in the grass. "I should be rolling out of bed right now." He added, yawning again and stretching out his arms.

Puck gave him a blank stare from the corner of his eyes.

"Karma, we invited you. We didn't twist your arm to come along." Puck said. Karma threw his head back in an over exaggerated groan, saying "Well yeah, but you didn't tell me you'd be coming to get me at the crack of daaaawn." He put an annoying amount of emphasis on the last word. Puck's frills started to rise off his shoulders a bit, but calmed back down. Frilled lizards don't tend to look that threatening when they get angry, so it paid to keep a little patience. Or you risk looking like a really pissed off scaly sunflower.

"Karma, I have to get up at 7am near every day, and even that isn't the crack of dawn. That's at like, 5am." Puck said. Karma just gave a dismissive wave and blew a razzberry. Something that isn't pleasant to watch with a chameleon's tongue. "5am is a myth, that's not a thing that exists." He said. "And neither is 4am or any other made up times before that." Puck wanted to rebuttal but Nanda reached over to pinch his frill.

"Don't make me separate the both of you." She said. She had a light Caribbean accent that you probably wouldn't notice at first. It only really became prominent when she got wound up or angry. Puck's gone on record as saying when she starts yelling, it pretty much emasculates everybody in the room.

Puck winced slightly, the other side of his frill rising again. "Why are you pinching me? He's the one complaining." He said. Nanda gave him a little tug closer. "Because you're easier to reach." She said. She took a brief glance to Karma. She immediately recoiled her head away. "And because I honestly don't want to get that close to him. I'm already seeing enough details I didn't need to know about."

Karma was only wearing flip flops and a bright, rosy speedo that left incredibly little to the imagination. It almost looked like he was wearing a size too small, but knowing Karma he'd probably do that on purpose. It also said JUICY in big bold letters on the butt.

"What?" Karma asked. "Like I'm any worse than you two? I'm surprised your tongues haven't gotten tangled in one big knot yet." he said. Puck and Nanda's eyes met briefly, both with a ghost of a grin on their mouths. "Yeah, Nanda and I are affectionate. That's cute. The only people we offend is prudish grandmothers. Meanwhile, you?" Puck said, but Nanda finished the sentence. "We can literally see your dick."

Karma turned his back with a disapproving grunt, his tail starting to roll back up. "Are you implying I'm offensive somehow?" He asked. That question was answered by a mother squirrel hiding her daughter's eyes as they passed by, followed by a motherly judgmental glare. The irony being that she was wearing a bikini top that just barely kept her breasts from popping out. "I think that was your answer." Puck said. Karma wasn't amused. Nanda slung a towel over her shoulder and tapped Puck's, angling her head towards to pool. "This is a family sort of place," she said, her and Puck starting to walk away. "There's nothing wrong with showing yourself off a little, but just mind who you're showing off to."

Karma didn't answer and just began to strut away, garnering similar looks from near everybody he passed. To be fair, it really wasn't the tiny shorts but rather just the tacky way he carried himself. He'd always been a bit of a priss and had a walk like an aging stuck-up 40's movie actress.

Puck caught himself looking at the JUICY logo and shook his head. "Why are we friends with him again?" He asked. "Because despite..." Nanda started, pointing to Karma who was now performing awfully revealing stretches against the sundial.

"That." she said. "He pulls through when he needs to. Like that time your car broke down and you had your aunt's funeral to go to?" Puck thought about it for a second. It was a 5 hour drive and Karma did make the trip with him. But it was a little awkward when Puck came out of the service and Karma had the flashiest yellow car in the parking lot. He himself covered in glitter. "Y'know, it is surprisingly difficult to find a gay bar that's open in the afternoon, but I totally did."

Puck shook the memory off and noticed Nanda standing in front of him. "Anyways, how about we stop worrying about him and start thinking about us a little, shall we?" She brought her hands up beneath her breasts, pushing them up a bit. "Look into my tits, get lost in them, drain your mind of everything but my tits." she said, with a dramatic hypnotist tone. The bikini was sky blue with swirling pink spots coming towards the center and matching bottoms. Puck smiled to himself. "Nanda, you're describing what's on my mind about 50% of the time."

Nanda raised an eyebrow. "Only half? What about the other half of the time?" She asked. Puck took a quick side glance and then stepped up close, grabbing a handful of her rear and the other coming up against her mound. "Well, here's about 25% and another 25% percent, so it all rounds out." He said. Both of them trailed into a soft giggle and nuzzled their noses together.

"So. We're just gonna start in the wave pool and we'll make some rounds from there?" Puck asked.

The wave pool was almost deserted, save for a few people hanging around in the shallow end. Other than that, it was one enormous, empty pool. Karma could complain all he wanted, but that didn't change the fact that they could do damn near anything without a crowd of people to navigate through. They found a table nearby to leave their towels (all their personal effects get held in lockers up front) and headed out into the water.

-

It was absolute bliss to have this much water to themselves. None of the other visitors were coming out as far, and the lifeguards had their focus on the kids rather than Puck and Nanda. For about a good thirty minutes they just swam around eachother, diving, splashing. The waves hadn't been turned on yet, so it was just placid water. Eventually Puck swam over to the ladder and held onto it, just floating beside it.

"You bored already?" Nanda asked. The frills on the top of her head were lying flat against her face now. Puck sucked his teeth, looking out over the pool. "I kinda thought that would've lasted longer." He said. "It's like having a shitload of money but not knowing what to do with it" They both took another survey of the park. More people were showing up, but they were either headed for the little kids area or getting set up under the gazebos. Even the rides had little to no lines just yet. The lifeguards had their hands full with the kids in the shallow end.

"Well, since nobody's watching us back here..." Nanda said, swimming up to Puck. "Do we wanna find out how long I can hold my breath?" Nanda put on a fake, sultry expression and nibbled on her index finger. Which eventually turned into wrapping her tongue around it, and the attitude being a little less fake.

Puck just laughed until he picked up that she might not have been joking. He took one more look at the people all the way at the shallow end and back to Nanda. Who had gotten significantly closer, and with significantly more revealed nipples.

"WHOA." Puck said under his breath, letting go of the ladder and putting his arms around Nanda. Not because he was immensely aroused, but to hide the fact she'd pulled out her boobs. Though he did have the early stages of an erection going. Nanda reached a hand beneath Puck's trunks, gently stroking a fingertip along the shaft. It was like her touch caused it to get harder with each inch she ran across. Puck was still reluctant, and wanted to shove her away but keep her hidden at the same time. "I could do it." She said, completely serious. "Just lean up against the ladder, there's no problem there. And if I just happen to dive near you, and..." She'd wrapped her fingers around him and his cock was hardening in her grip. "If I happened to put my mouth on something, it wouldn't be your fault, now would it?"

She started gently pushing Puck back against the ladder. Puck looked dazed, like he was under a spell.

"Yeah, I guess that's reasonable, but-" Puck had said, but Nanda put a finger to his lips. "Don't think about it. I know you, if you think about it, you won't want to do it anymore. You'll start worrying about being seen, or how clean the water is. So ssshhh." She said, starting to sink herself a little deeper into the water. She took a deep breath and dived under, while Puck suddenly had a second of clarity.

"Hey, what about the water? You know how much chemicals they use in this?" He said to the air. Meanwhile, Nanda had already pulled Puck's cock from his trunks. She started rubbing just below the tip with her thumb. Even though she was under the water, she could still hear Puck's muffled concerns above. She decided to take a more direct approach to help keep him quiet.

Nanda came at his cock like a shark attack, quickly clamping her mouth down on his length and flicking her tongue against the head. Puck couldn't hold back a loud yelp of surprise, catching the attention of one of the lifeguards. A very sleek male otter in red trunks and sunglasses. He stood at about the midway point between the shallow and deep ends, which were both still quite a ways apart. All the lifeguard could see was Puck sitting at the ladder.

"Hey! You okay over there?" he called out. Puck had a brief twinge of panic mixed with pleasure. Nanda was teasing him below, starting to bob her head back and forth. She was going fast, mostly because she realized that she actually couldn't hold her breath for very long. Add a blowjob to it, and that's an even shorter amount of time.

Puck tried to keep his voice stable and waved his hand. "It's cool!" He yelled back. "Just stubbed my foot on the ladder is all, T-t-taking a breather for a second, that's all!" The lifeguard nodded and waved back. "Allright, just checking!" He said. The otter paused for a moment though, like he'd spotted something.Then a girl at the shallow end started crying after a boy splashed her face and The lifeguard had to divert his attention back to the kids, blowing his whistle and shouting something Puck didn't pay attention to.

Down below, Nanda was hitting her limit. She'd added her fist along to her bobbing head, going as fast as she could against the resistance of the water. Puck reached down, grabbing her head and trying to guide her speed, but time was up. Nanda knocked his hand away and erupted up from the water, taking a huge gasp of air. She grabbed onto the ladder for some stability, pressing up against Puck. She was panting for air but looking satisfied at the same time. "Told you I could do it" she said, in between breaths. Puck didn't quite share the same sentiment. He tilted his head with half closed eyes looking dead forward. "Hey, I never said I could get you off, we were just seeing how long I can hold my breath." She said. Puck's eyes drifted down to her chest, hovering there. It took a second for Nanda to realize her bikini top had come undone as she torpedoed out of the water.

"Well then let's see how long I can hold mine then, hm?" Puck said, pushing her back and bringing his head between her breasts. Nanda's bikini top floated beside her, still attached to her body by lone string. Puck pressed his tongue against her nipple, giving it light nibbles while he groped the other in a free hand.

"That's not fair! You can still breathe! And you're above the water!" Nanda was still getting a thrill out of it, but they were both still completely visible and it wouldn't take anybody long to figure out what they were doing. No one had looked in their direction yet, but any second could change that. Nanda couldn't keep her voice down either, moaning with Puck's little, tender bites.

"Someone's gonna see us!" She whispered. Puck answered with his tail coming up between her legs, pressing and rubbing against her. "Ah! I mean it, they can see everything!" Puck flipped up one of his frills, which was just enough to hide his face and her exposed breast. At least to anyone looking from the shallow end. Nanda started feeling the same twinges of pleasure and panic. If they were the ones to get thrown out for public indecency, Karma would never let them live it down. Not that the embarrassment wasn't a factor too. She closed her eyes and said "Allright allright, I'm sorry for getting you all riled up and now I am too. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

Puck pulled his mouth back, but gave her one last flick of the tongue, giving her a shudder through her spine. Puck had a mirror of the satisfied look Nanda had a few minutes ago. "Pretty much. Consider that revenge for giving me a boner I can't deal with right now." He said, with a smug expression. Nanda started tying her bikini back up. "Well now I've got a lady-boner that I can't deal with either. And it's not like we can leave, Karma's still running around here somewhere." The situation was made worse by the fact that more people were flooding in by the minute. There was even a radio-station booth setting up in the grass by the big sundial.

Puck took a deep breath and spread his hands out like he was calling a truce. "Okay, let's just try to come down off it for a little bit. We'll start hitting the rides, let the lust fade and we'll get back to our day. Then when we get home, we start tossing eachother around, deal?" He said. Nanda looked frustrated, but nodded her head. "Fair enough. Let's go find a distraction." She said. More people were swimming out to the deep end as they were swimming back, and the waterpark was really starting to come to life. The radio had been turned on, people were lining up at the slides and the older guys were coming in with their innertubes, ready to drift off and nap in the sun. When they came back to the shore, they both figured the other had managed to bury their dirty thoughts, but they wouldn't stay buried all day.

-

The park was packed with visitors now. Kids, tweens and adults all shuffling with snacks, towels, sunscreen and walking over hot walkways through the park. The local station that set up was MNTR "The MINOTAUR." A hard rock/metal station that was promoting at the waterpark. And much like Karma, their presence wasn't exactly welcomed by everybody. When you start blasting what sounds like an angry muppet banging on tupperware at a family waterpark, people get a little annoyed.

Puck and Nanda didn't mind it though. It helped take their minds off of the wavepool shenanigans. They'd been a on a few slides and rode some of the crazier tube rides (though Puck refused to go on the one with the near 90 degree drop.) But both still had that itch that hadn't been scratched. They'd still taken little nips at eachother throughout the day. Small passes at the butt, bites on the neck or tails coming up to body parts they shouldn't be touching. They'd knocked out most of the rides before the crowds got bad, and now they were sitting in the grass by the MNTR booth, trying to wind down. And also to watch the parents come up and complain, and the DJs not give a single fuck about it. Passing out energy drinks to children really didn't help their cause, since now half the park had kids hyped on radioactive energy shots.

"You know, not that I'm complaining, but I have no idea how they'd be allowed in here in the first place. Normally it's the classic rock or pop stations that promote here." Puck said, looking back at the DJs. One of them was a large mustang with with long black hair, black t-shirt and black jeans. Puck could only assume he had black shoes on too. The other was a shirtless coyote in denim jeans with enough piercings in his face to play connect-the-dots. He was doing most of the talking over the loudspeaker, and anyone who had a problem with him had second thoughts when they met his giant, scary, muscled horse friend.

His voice was grating, like if you were scratching a chalkboard with bundled tinfoil on the edge of a fork. And his language didn't do him any favors.

"HEY HEY ALL YOU LOVELY PEOPLE OUT THERE, YOU BEEN GETTIN WET? IF NOT, THEN JUST COME TALK TO ME, BECAUSE I TEND TO HAVE THAT EFFECT ON PEOPLE, Y'KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN? THIS CHICK GETS IT, AW YEAH"

The funny thing was that he didn't point to anybody when he said that. He was looking straight on at his mic. Then he reached under the counter to pull out a black envelope and started waving it around.

"AND WHILE YOU'RE UP HERE, SIGN UP FOR THE RAFFLE TO WIN BACKSTAGE PASS TICKETS TO THIS YEARS 'NIGHT OF THE MINOTAUR,' FEATURING PUNCHSPLATTER, ROBOT CASTLE, ANOREXIC ZOMBIE AND MORE! DON'T BE SHY LADIES, I ONLY BITE WHEN YOU ASK ME TO! I'M RANCID RONNIE AND YOU'RE LISTENING TO MNTR THE MINOTAUR!"

Puck lied back on the grass, looking up at the clouds. "You know, normally I hate that guy, but something about seeing a bunch of hyped up kids with angry parents who can't control them, nor do anything about the nusic?" He took in a deep sigh. "It just makes my heart smile." Nanda was sitting crosslegged, leaning on her knees and grinning to herself. A good chunk of the visitors were actually being driven away. Whoever thought these guys were a good idea were going to be in for a serious fallout.

While the music played, Puck and Nanda sat on the grass and watched people come and go, cheer on the DJs or shout at them. They just tried to enjoy sitting in the sun and having a nice, comfy afternoon.

That is until Nanda said "God I want to fuck right now."

Puck shot straight up, rolling back into a seated position. "I know, right? There's nothing I do can satiate it. I just want to roll you over and go to town." He said. Nanda put her hand to her forehead and held the other in front of Puck. "Please, unless you're going to make good on it, don't give me any mental pictures. I'm on a hair trigger." She said. Puck felt the same way. He wasn't sporting any obvious erections, but he could build one in less than a second if the time came. His frills were at an almost constant state of tension, like they were ready to flare up at any moment. "Look, if we just sit on this until we get home, it's gonna dull out. It's not like we can go straight home either, we have to drop off Karma and that's another half hour to an hour long drive back. So..." Puck started to trail off, looking around and fidgeting with his frills. Nanda looked puzzled at first but was filling in the blank Puck left on. "Are you suggesting that we..."

Nanda made some vague motions with her hands and squinted her eyes. Puck nodded his head. "There's gotta be somewhere around here. Half of these people are leaving anyway due to on-air jackass back there and everybody else is down there at the water." He explained. The gears in Nanda's head were turning, filing through all the individual locations in the park. She nodded to everything Puck was saying and added to it. "So if we can find an empty spot for maybe 5 - 10 minutes max, we can just knock one out right there."

Puck clapped his hands together. "Let's do it." He looked dead on at Nanda and the excitement was starting to mount back up like it did in the wavepool. He stood up, holding out his hand to help Nanda to her feet. "I swear, if we find a spot, don't you dare overthink it. I refuse to have to go to a dozen different spots because you can't make up your mind." She said. Puck and Nanda started heading away from the water and towards the front of the park. Puck had a look in his eyes like a man on a mission. "Trust me babe, I'm not thinking at all right now."

There was an odd phenomenon happening at the front of the park. MNTR might be driving away the families with little children and older crowds, but it was pulling in a flood of teens and young adults. Girls in daisy duke shorts, guys who just came in with street clothes and menagerie of other college kid stereotypes. The more that came, the more concerned parents that left. The squirrel mother with the ample bussom looked especially displeased as she dragged her daughter out of the park, muttering about how this place was always going downhill.

Puck and Nanda were still more focused on their goal than the change in attendance. They really had no idea where to start looking, and any place that might have looked fun had too many obvious points to be seen. Eventually they were being guided by simply instinct than logical thought, which eventually led them to a small, concrete building by the locker-rooms. It was an ugly, squat looking thing with faded paint made to look like bamboo shoots and a faded palm frond roof. It was complete with plastic green strips outside that were supposed to look like plants. The sign read "Nic Nac Hut" in bright pink and yellow letters that were barely legible.

They stepped inside and a little electronic 'la cucaracha' theme played. It was a good foretelling of how tacky the rest of the store would be. The walls were lined with lame decorations like surfboards with shark bites in them, or plastic flower leis strewn around randomly. The merchandise wasn't any better, with crappy overpriced goggles and fins, inflatable balls and ridiculously priced, mismatched swimsuits. The room was so cluttered with junk that you could barely see out the two front windows. It didn't seem like anybody was there either, but they might have just been obscured by all the chintzy décor. Puck stepped up to the counter, still not seeing anybody, but there was little bell sitting there. Like a literal tiny bell that you had swivel a little stick underneath to ring. Puck gave it a shot and right as it chimed, Karma popped up from behind the counter.

Puck and Nanda both jumped back, almost knocking over the the rack of cheap sunglasses. "Karma?" Nanda asked. "What are you doing here?"

Karma swiveled his eyes towards the corner of the store, sighing to himself. "Well. After we separated, I got myself into a little predicament where I had to use a little bit of strategic communicative skills, to-"

Puck cut him off. "Dude, cliffnotes version, time is of the essence right now." Karma didn't appreciate having his theatrics cut short, but he did chop the story down. "I got into a shouting match with that squirrel mom and she started calling for security. So I ducked out in here, told him I was the new guy, he gave me the keys and left. But more importantly, what's the big deal with you two? You look like you're getting ready to disarm a bomb." Karma said. Puck and Nanda shifted in place a little, reluctant to tell him exactly what the plan was.

"Before we answer that, have you even gotten any customers today? Or anyone coming in here for any reason at all?" Puck asked. Karma put his elbows on the counter and leaned in on his fists. "That would be a big 'no.' I'm starting to think I was the first contact with the outside world that last guy ever had." Karma looked at the two of them, avoiding direct eye contact with him. Nanda kept looking out the windows while Puck was running his hand along the table.

"What, did you want to fuck in here?" Karma asked. He meant it as a joke until he realized he wasn't getting an answer. His expression drooped and he slowly backed off from the counter. "Oh my god, you actually do. I don't know if I'm proud of you or disgusted by you." He said. Puck and Nanda suddenly started talking at the same time.

"Well she was doing this to me!"

"Well he did this!"

"Well then she did this!"

They went on for a round or two before Karma held his hands up. His eyes were shut and his tail was curled so tight behind him that you wouldn't even know it was there to begin with. "STOP. I do not need to know, just take these." He reached under the counter and tossed the keys to Puck. "Have your fun and just come get me when you're done. I'll hide out somewhere else." He stepped out from behind the counter, making his way to the door. "And don't make a mess of the place, I don't want to look bad on my first day." Before he left, he noticed a rack of T-shirts and hats. He grabbed one of each. "I work here, so that makes this okay." He said, and left the building.

Puck scratched his chin. "I don't think that's how it works." He said. Nanda grabbed his shoulders and spun him around and pressed her nose to his. "Doesn't matter. Get over there, lock the door and you sure as hell better have the most raging boner of your life when you get over here." She planted a hard kiss on Puck's mouth and shoved him back. Puck didn't hesitate. He made his way through the maze of cheap merch to get to the door and lock it. He took a quick peek out the window, seeing mostly more college kids showing up in tight swimsuits and carrying glass bottles. Nanda demanded his attention, shouting "COME ON MAHN, WE AIN'T GOT ALL DAHY!" Hearing Nanda legitimately drop into her accent set off a switch in his brain that cut off all signals to logic or common sense. He turned around, going directly through the racks and displays, even just knocking them over because fuck it. It didn't matter right now. Nanda was waiting, undoing her bikini top and dropping her bottoms to floor. She sat up on the counter with legs spread, rubbing her clit and groping her own breast. Puck shoved over one of the shelf displays getting back to her. It looked like a mini tornado had been following behind him and throwing things around.

Puck dropped his trunks, letting them drag on one ankle. He stepped up to her, grabbing her by the hips and leaning in his head to bite at her neck. She let out a loud moan, wrapping her arms around Puck and digging her claws into his back. The shaft of his cock was rubbing directly against her clit, getting her just a little more and more wet and ready. "Don't plahy wit' me boy," She said, her accent still thick and uncontrolled. Even during normal sex she didn't let it drop this hard. She started to whimper, feeling Puck's cock so close and rubbing against her. "Just fuck me" she said, "You know where t' slip me dat' beast, so don't be holdin bahck."

Puck didn't disappoint. He pulled Nanda off the counter and onto his cock, which was about as hard as his resolve. She immediately locked her legs around his waist, holding on tight while Puck held her ass in both hands. He'd picked he up off the counter and she was just hanging onto Puck's body, crying out about how good Puck felt inside her. "Yes!" she shouted, "I been wantin dis' cock all day!" Puck throbbed inside her, and took a step towards a clear space on the wall. He leaned her against it and started pounding into her like his cock was the hammer and her pussy was the nail. It caused one of the fake surfboards to come loose from the wall and swing down, knocking over more shelves.

"Fuck," Puck said under his breath, repeating it over and over again through gritted teeth. Partly from the pleasure but also from straining to keep the both of them stable against the wall.

Nanda could feel it, teasing a finger beneath his already rising frill. "Let me down, let me down baby." She said, and Puck obeyed. He pulled out, a bright gleaming sheen of Nanda's juices dripping from his length. Nanda was a little shaky to put her feet down. When she got her bearings, she stepped back up to the counter, leaning over and lifting up her tail. "From behind, mahn. Fast and hard and don't stop till I be tellin' you to." Puck was almost robotic at this point, not even speaking but just performing the action he was told. He came up behind Nanda, grabbing her tail at base and pushing himself back into her. Her moans were intense and she'd tightened up around his cock, begging to have it deeper. Even with the mess and the noise, everyone outside was still avoiding the building, not even bothering to look in the window.

The plan had just been to have a quickie to knock out the craving, but the lust was full blown. They'd knocked over and broken so many things and fixtures in the shop that they were even making positions out of it. One of the overturned shelf racks actually had a good angle to it, and when they laid the surf board on top? Nanda's rear presented quite nicely, and in perfect alignment with Puck on his knees. He'd gripped her cheeks and started thrusting hard, and apparently into the deep spot Nanda had been looking for. "Right Dere' Right Dare' baby! Don't stop for anythin' or I'll choke you with y'own tail, boy!" Puck kept up the punishing rhythm, the rack itself scraping against the floor. She started speaking under her breath, repeating the word 'cumming' again and again, until she suddenly started screaming it. "Puck! I'm coming, I'm coming! All over your cock, I'm coming!"

Her body got tight, and Puck had started to groan himself, gripping his hands harder onto Nanda's ass. "Are you feelin' it too back there, baby? Don't be shy, gimmie everyting' you've been saving

for me!" Puck took that order extremely seriously, going as far as stick a thumb in her tailhole for even more control. Nanda yelped in both pleasure and surprise, scratching her claws against floor and crying out into the air. To her it was like all feeling in her lower body was numb save for her pussy, like the pleasure was the only thing she could feel at all. It was as if she'd given up all control of her body and her head was just along for the ride.

Finally Puck grabbed Nandas tail back, pulling her whole body against his cock in what was actually a pretty decent feat of strength. He'd pushed himself deep, and with a tensed sneer and an emphatic, throaty growl, she felt him burst inside of her, pouring himself and putting out more with each throb. "Oh god yes! Yes boy, yes! Ohhhh, mah man givin' me a warm, filled pussy, ohh..." Nanda went on in between moans, echoing the same words each time. When the last drop left Puck, he felt his entire body go slack. He held his head because he was dizzy from forgetting to breathe in the last few moments. A steady spill of cream drained from Nanda's body after he pulled out, while she gasped for air as if she'd been underwater again. She curled he tail inwards toward her pussy and penetrated herself a little bit. Having a few nice after-quakes with the tip of her tail.

Puck sat back, letting out a quiet 'ouch!' after he sat on on one of the plastic shark toys. As he picked it up, he looked at the wreckage of the store. It was bad. It was very bad. Like they could theoretically be arrested for this, bad. Once the reality started to dawn on him, a pure form of panic started taking form.

"Nanda," he started, having a little trouble getting his words out. Nanda was still toying with herself, their mixed cum gushing from her pussy with every little insertion of her tail. "You were amazin' baby." She said with a dreamy, half awake voice. "You made me go blind dere, boy..." She was still basking in her afterglow but Puck had to shake her out of it.

"Nanda, we gotta go. Like right now. Like immediately." He pulled Nanda's tail from softly tail-fucking her body, which she was reluctant to stop doing. "What's the matter wit' you, Puck? Relax a little, let it all cool down." Puck leaned over so he could grab hold of her head. "Nanda. Open your eyes and look at the store." He said. Nanda didn't want to come out of her pleasure coma, but she did what was asked.

And then her eyes flared open wide and launched herself up off the floor. "Oh fuck me," she said, her Carribean accent beginning to fade back out. "Do they have a camera in here? Shit! Look at this! This has to be... well, I'll bet all these shelves we knocked over were worth something at least!" Nanda scrambled to find the pieces of her Bikini while Puck was pulling up his trunks. He spotted what looked like a camera up in the corner. He didn't tell Nanda because she was already overstimulated. But with a closer look, he noticed a cord running down along the wall. He followed it with his eyes down to an electric socket hidden behind a collection of cardboard tiki cutouts.

"Oh for fuck's sake guys..." He said, a little bit of the tensity leaving his voice. He pulled the plug on the camera with just a slight tug, and the whole thing fell off the wall. It was just a plastic box with a blinking red light on it. Nanda was about ready to start running when Puck showed it to her. "They do have a camera, but it's about as cheap as everything else in here." He tossed it over his shoulder and the panel popped open to show literally nothing inside.

But there was still a mess and still an issue about getting away with all this. Nanda calmed down knowing that there wasn't any recording of them, and that if you think about it, this is what they get for skimping on security. But she was still plenty frazzled. "Do we just walk out? Act natural?" She asked. Puck's frills were about half on edge but fading. "Yeah, actually. We just go. I mean, no one caught us in here, no one ever came it. And as far as anybody knows, Karma was the last one in here. And even then, he doesn't even WORK here, so it'd really fall to the guy before that."

Nanda actually found that logic pretty acceptable. But all this hinged on not being caught in the aftermath of whatever hurricane hit the inside of the store. So they stepped over all the wreckage and towards the door, slipping out while nobody was looking.

Well. Nobody except and incredibly large, daunting and scary mustang wearing entirely black, with long black hair and Puck was actually wrong, he was wearing white tennis shoes. He was the other DJ in the MNTR booth. Puck and Nanda froze in their tracks like flies on sticky paper. The 'la cucaracha' theme of the doorbell was like a dirge of death. Puck was pretty certain his heart had stopped completely. "About what you two were doing in there." he said, with a very deep and gravelly voice, yet somehow smooth too. Puck raised a finger like he was about to say 'I can explain,' but he was thrown off when the mustang handed him a black envelope. Puck and Nanda looked at it like it was some unidentifiable space goo. "What's this?" Puck asked. The mustang replied with a blunt "Just open it."

Puck half expected it to explode. He used a claw to open it up, and two concert tickets slid out. They both had "NIGHT OF THE MINOTAUR 2014: BACKSTAGE PASSES" written in large, bold red print. Nanda held her head like it was going to fall off.

Puck looked up at the mustang, who was now smiling. He whispered something into a mic on his collar, and suddenly Ronnie's voice rang out through the waterpark.

"AW SHIT KIDDIES, REMEMBER THOSE TWO PARTY ANIMALS I WAS TELLIN YOU ABOUT? THE LEAPIN LIZARDS I SAW BANGIN IT OUT IN THAT NIC NAC CRAP SHACK? I JUST GOT WORD FROM THE THUNDERHORSE THAT THE SHUTTLE HAS LANDED, THE BOMB HAS BEEN DELIVERED AND THE PACKAGE HAS REACHED ITS DESTINATION! LET ME HEAR A HOLLER FOR OUR VERY OWN MINOTAUR POOL PARTY ANIMALS, LET ME HEAR IT!"

There was an eruption of hoots and cheering coming from the water further out. Puck realized that the place was packed with guys, girls, drinks and what looked like a lot of people touching eachother. Puck and Nanda both had the thought of 'did I just step into the twilight zone?"

"AND TO GIVE A LITTLE CONGRADS TO THE TWO MOST HARDCORE PARTIERS I'VE EVER SEEN, FUCK THE RAFFLE, THE RAFFLE CAN EAT A DICK, I'M GIVIN THE TICKETS TO THOSE TWO BECAUSE THEY DAMN WELL DESERVE IT. YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT? TAKE IT UP WITH MY DICK. HATS OFF TO YOU TWO, AS WELL AS SHIRTS, PANTS, SHOES AND YOUR UNDEROOS! ONE MORE BIG CHEER FOR THE REAL WINNERS TODAY!"

Puck and Nanda were still stuck on the fly paper so to speak. They were looking up at the Mustang, who'd started chuckling to himself. "Allright, here's the thing. Ronnie got up to use the bathroom, and he's got no idea where he going around here. He just happens to look inside the window and sees you two trashing the place and decided to make a thing out of it. Since he's MNTR's highest rated DJ, we pretty much have to go with whatever dumb idea he has. The tickets are more of a, 'we're sorry we just told about 400 people you were fucking in there' rather than a prize. Don't worry about the damages, because trust me. There's gonna be a lot of damages today. I can hear the owner crying at their desk already."

Nanda of course asked the incredibly important question of "Your name is 'The Thunderhorse?" While was inspecting the tickets. He fanned out the two tickets in his hands. When he held them up, he noticed Karma standing between them, looking more than just a little irritable. "Oh uh...hey there Karma. Buddy." He was still wearing the stolen shirt and hat with the tags attached. His eyes were narrowed and his arms crossed. He pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath.

"I wear a tasteful salmon color swimsuit with a whimsical catchphrase on the back, and I almost get thrown out. YOU TWO, LITERALLY DEMOLISH A GIFT SHOP WHILE HAVING SEX AND YOU PRACTICALLY GET A MEDAL FOR IT. IN WHAT UNIVERSE IS THIS SITUATION EVEN REMOTELY FAIR?"

Puck and Nanda really didn't have an answer. They were just as lost about it all. Though The Thunderhorse saw something he appreciated. "You're cute." He said. Karma paused for a second, and then flipped his entire disposition. "Well thank you, you're pretty handsome yourself." He said, tossing his hat and throwing the shirt off in what seemed like one, fluid motion.

Puck wanted to speak but Nanda had to be the one to get the words out. "So are you ready to go or....?"

Karma waved them off, linking himself on the mustang's forearm that was probably thicker than Karma's head. "No, leave me. I take it back, the universe works after all." She started showering his attention on the Mustang who legitimately seemed to enjoy it. Everything was just one domino of confusion after another right now.

"Enjoy the tickets guys." He started to walk off, Karma draped over his bicep and leaving Puck and Nanda standing in front of a wrecked shop with two exclusive concert tickets. They kept the same warped expressions as they went to lockers to get their stuff.

"Let's just go see a bunch of movies next summer..." Puck said. Nanda nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah, I think that's a pretty solid option." Though Puck had a thought. "Hey, if we bang in a movie theater, will we get a lifetime of free movies?" Nanda slugged him in the shoulder. "Don't go testin' me, boy."

-end.